My parents put this photo in their Christmas card in 1959. That tells you something about the sense of humor that prevailed in our household and that helped to make me who and what I am.
Tuesday, December 20, 2011
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About the writer
- Lisa Rice Wheeler
- Small-town girl transplanted to various cities. Longs to live and work in the British Isles. Freelance writer and editor. Wants own column about words, grammar, and making writing better. Reads as if necessary to life (isn't it?). Overdeveloped sense of injustice. Optimistic to a fault. Interests other than various forms of writing and reading: black-and-white movies; British TV, movies, and miniseries; walking; observing and musing; what-iffing; sorting through a junk drawer; good food and fine company; gardening, as long as there’s no truly heavy labor involved. Mother of two sons. Married to an electrical engineer, Wyoming enthusiast, and sometime builder of Shaker-style furniture (one man; several enthusiasms).
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